The Grinch: The nerve of those Whos. Inviting me down there - and on such short notice. Even if I wanted to go my schedule wouldn't allow it. Four o'clock, wallow in self pity; 4:30, stare into the abyss; 5:00, solve world hunger, tell no one. 5:30, jazzercize. 6:30, dinner with me. I can't cancel that again. 7:00, wrestle with my self-loathing; I'm booked. Of course, if I bump the loathing to 9 I could still be done in time to lay in bed, stare at the ceiling and slip slowly into madness. But what would I wear?

Grinch: Hello!
Grinch's Echo: Hello! Hello! Hello!Grinch: How are you?
Grinch's Echo: How are you? How are you? How are you?Grinch: I asked you first.
Grinch's Echo: I asked you first. I asked you first. I asked you first.Grinch: Oh, that's real mature. Saying exactly what I say.
Grinch's Echo: Exactly what I say. Exactly what I say. Exactly what I say.Grinch: I'm an idiot.
Grinch's Echo: You're an idiot.Grinch: [Whispering] All right. Fine. I'm not talking to you anymore. In fact, I'm going to whisper. So that by the time the sound of my voice reverberates off the walls and gets back to me, I won't be able to hear it.
Grinch's Echo: You're an idiot.

Cindy Lou: Um, maybe you need a time out.Grinch: Kids today. So de-sensitized by movies and television... WHADDAYA WANT??

The Grinch: Any calls?
Grinch's Answering Machine: You have no messages. The Grinch: Odd. Better check the outgoing.
Grinch's outgoing message: IF YOU UTTER SO MUCH AS ONE SYLLABLE, I'LL HUNT YOU DOWN AND GUT YOU LIKE A FISH! If you'd like to fax me, press the star key. The Grinch: Hmm. Hmm. Oh well.

Lou Lou Who: I'm glad he took our presents. You can't hurt Christmas, Mr. Mayor, because it isn't about the...the gifts or the contest or the fancy lights. That's what Cindy's been trying to tell everyone...and me. I don't need anything more for Christmas than this right here. My family.

The Grinch: That's what it's all about right? That's what it's always been about! Gifts, gifts, gifts, gifts, gifts, gifts! Do you know what happens to your gifts? They all come to me...in your garbage. Do you see what I'm saying here? IN YOUR GARBAGE! I could hang myself with all the bad Christmas neckties I found at the dump! And the avarice...[points to mayor.] The avarice never ends!"I want golf clubs!" "I want diamonds!" "I want a pony so I can ride it twice, get bored, and send it away to make glue!" Look, I don't wanna make waves here, but this WHOLE Christmas season is STUPID! STUPID! STUPID! There is however, one teeny, tiny, Christmas tradition that I find quite meaningful [snatches mistletoe from ring case.] Mistletoe. [Turns around and shouts.] SO PUCKER UP AND KISS IT, WHOVILLE!

The Grinch: Those Whos are hard to frazzle, Max. But, we did our worst, and that's all that matters.

Grinch: Fat boy ought to finishing up any time now. Talk about a recluse! He only comes out once a year, and HE never catches any flak for it! Probably lives up there to avoid the taxes! [Notices Santa leaving.] OOOpsy! Forgot about the reindeer. If I can't find a reindeer, I'll make one instead. Oh, MaaaaAAAAAX!

Mayor: And now, it's time for the moment we've all been waiting for!Grinch: Ah yes! My award. And the check!
Mayor: There's no check.Grinch: Are you sure? Because I really thought I heard someone mention a check.
Mayor: There is NO CHECK!

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After the Grinch unscrews the light bulb in the town Christmas tree, all the lights in the town go dark and the Grinch starts to take off in his sled-thing. When they show a close up of him, the lights are on. Then a few seconds later, the lights are off again.

Director Ron Howard eventually decided that he had to experience what the cast was going through (since they all had to spend so much time in makeup, especially Jim Carrey) so Howard wore the Grinch makeup one day and directed all day long as the Grinch.